Good Monday, 17/8/2009

Today was a good Monday after what was also a first of sorts on Saturday, 15/8/2009.
Lauren and Luke attended their daycare friend, Ethan Khor's 7th birthday at McD's. We hadn't wanted to insist if Lauren didn't feel like going. Her last birthday outing was a disaster. But she said she wanted to.
There was just a small group of friends at the party around 10-12 kids, mostly from Ethan's school and Lauren didn't know them.
They played games: Musical chairs, pass the ping pong ball - Lauren won! Danced the chicken dance and sang Happy Birthday. Lauren fully participated...and enjoyed herself. =) It was wonderful to watch her.
Today, Monday, Lauren was happy going to school and also made an effort to ask her brother Luke a question when she was not clear with his request for a song on her CD.
I am proud of Lauren =)

Good girl

Today, Lauren was ok - she needed a bit of reminding to not play at the dinner table, and focus on her dinner.
However, when I told her to drink her Milo, clean up her Cinderella toys and then brush her teeth...she did all of it in sequence. She even kept her Cinderella doll set back in the designated cupboard. That is pretty rare.

Let's close the door together

Today was pleasant. Lauren and I were early in the morning and arrived 10 min before the bell. First time! She was so happy going to school.

Then she played with her brother when we got home at the car park. They kind of tussled and playfully punched each other.

And when they got home, Lauren told Luke she wanted to close the shoe closet. He said "No!". Then....she suggested, "Let's close the door together...!". Ahh...a compromise. First time she's doing this.

A lovely end to Monday. Who says Monday's are always black?
God is good.

Are children naturally mean?

The weekend was a mix of fun and a bit of sadness for Kevin and I. Saturday morning was Drama class as usual. The week before, Lauren played an AlleyCat. This week, she was a toast, spinning wheel and a toy soldier. The play was "Rumpelstiltskin". She told us it was fun. And her teacher, Alice, says she's progressing well.

Then today, it's tennis. We had spent the afternoon after church to show her past week's recording of her tennis lesson, to show her how to collect her tennis balls, where to line up, that it was dangerous to go into the cross fire to collect tennis balls, etc. etc. Lauren learns much better by sight then by sound.

She started well. In fact she collected her first set of balls pretty quickly. No dreaming! But then some of the kids in her tennis class starting gang-ing up on her by purposely going for the same balls she was going to collect and refusing to let her into her "space" in the line up and kept making her go to the back of the line. But when another kid comes later, they let him into the middle of the line. She was so frustrated. Kevin and I felt so heartbroken seeing this. A few times she looked at me (I'm sure the face said "what should I do mom?") and I just told her "move to the back, it's ok. Look at coach". And she played on. I am proud of her for that.

So, my question, why do kids pick up on "weaker" ones so quickly? Even those who are actually kinder or don't seem naturally mean, were clustered together with the gang leaders today. It is indeed painful to watch this. And you know what, it won't get any better as Lauren grows up.

Kevin and I have agreed, we need to start helping Lauren with tactics to manage the less-kind children of this city.

Where's my dinner?

Lauren was generally good today. She showered & helped me get some toys for her brother when asked.
But when it came time for dinner, she was called 3x. And she didn't come. Oswald the octopus was on TV.
After I finished my dinner, I cleared my plate, together with hers. When I mentioned that I have finished my dinner, she exclaimed "I'm coming for dinner!"
She threw a fit when I told her her dinner was already cleared away.
We managed to talk and discuss that next time she would come upon being called once as it made me sad & angry too when she did not respond.
Then I gave her back her dinner. When she had her dinner, she told me, "Mum, dinner is delicious!" What a sweetheart.

Talking to Aunty Meiji: Lauren had a pretty good conversation with a friend of mine. She listened and answered at least 4 - 5 questions clearly. Meiji was impressed.